Tastes vary of course…
I’m reminded of when the boys were 10 or 11 and we went to the county fair. All the piggies were washed up and on display, resting on fresh bedding, happy as clams. Many had the names of the meat packing companies that purchased them displayed beneath their prize ribbons.
Ben went vegetarian then and there.
Oh, by the way, does your city allow you to keep chickens?
